I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 500: 'Participation Letter' in the Name of Reynolds

now,

A little girl in a ragged skirt, not yet old enough to help, came up to Angelica.

She said innocently and simply:
"Sister, you are so beautiful."

Hearing her say this, Angelica glanced at Su Wen as if she was very proud.

Then she bent down and asked softly:
"You are so good,
What's your name, little girl?"

"Sister, my name is Aika."

"Then little Aika, tell me, who is prettier, me or your sister Venesa?"

“Woo.

Can't tell the difference.

But sister Venisa will take care of us, so she is still prettier. "

A very simple answer to this.

Su Wen's usually calm scholarly demeanor couldn't help but show a hint of smile.

of course.

The princess was not angry either.

Instead, she just smiled gently at this innocent and lovely answer, and then gave a little bunny doll to the cute little Aika:
"Venesha is indeed very suitable to be a teacher."

She was genuinely happy for her former friend.

Watching the little girl happily running away, Angelica continued to say to Su Wen:

“I hope I can see more scenes like this in the future.

Such a picture,
It’s really beautiful.”

She gently leaned her head on Su Wen's shoulder.

Su Wen just slightly adjusted the position of his monocle:

"Don't worry.

I always believe that in ten years, fifty years, a hundred years.

We will eventually see a more prosperous and hopeful global civilization.

And by then, our goal will not be this land,

But the more distant Milky Way and the boundless star clusters."

Half an hour passed quickly.

Su Wen received the message from the agents:

“Dear Mr. Kevin.

At present, all of Ivanovich's surveillance sentries for Baron Reynolds have been replaced by our people, and he did not notice the whole process.

You can arrange further meetings now.”

See this message.

Su Wen had no choice but to show it to the Duke's daughter who had just leaned her head on his shoulder and was about to act coquettishly.

Angelica was a little angry.

Because she had just enjoyed this beautiful atmosphere that only existed in her dreams.

perhaps.

The bald agent would never have imagined that because he had unfortunately disturbed the big boss's good time, his salary for this month had been deducted ten days in advance.

Due to limited time, the two finally stood up and greeted Vinissa.

After explaining the situation to her.

The frail young lady put on her coat and prepared to take them immediately to the hospital where her brother, who was in a vegetative state, was hospitalized.

Before the three left,
A strong man who was watching the brothers taking care of the children slowly bent down towards Su Wen:

"Mr. Kevin, all of us brothers came from the same orphanage.

But that orphanage went bankrupt a year ago.

You are willing to give us such an opportunity, not only paying high remuneration but also letting us take care of these children.

It was you who made me truly understand that not all nobles are greedy.

Thank you very much indeed.”

Hear him say that.

Su Wen just pushed his monocle calmly and casually.
Then he patted the half-bowed man on the shoulder:

"Do your best,

That’s the biggest thank you for me and Angelia.”

The Lower Town of St. Petersburg in winter is like an oil painting of gray and white.

The dilapidated hospital next to a larger residential area has become the darkest touch in this painting.

The walls here are mottled, and the traces of time have left deep marks on them.

Looking out from this small hospital, one could feel the biting chill brought by the cold wind blowing in through the gaps in the shabby windows.

On the second floor of this dilapidated hospital, a small, shaded ward stood quietly. The sunlight shone through the thick frost on the window, casting mottled light and shadows, bringing a touch of warmth to this cold space.

however.

The weak sunlight seemed unable to dispel the heaviness and depression in the ward.

A young man in a vegetative state was lying on the bed. His face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and he seemed to be in an endless sleep.

His body was entangled in various medical tubes, and the counting instrument beside the bed made faint dripping sounds at a regular intervals, as if telling of the fragility and tenacity of his life.

Beside him, the young man's old father, Baron Reynolds, was watching over him with a haggard look on his face.

His face was full of wrinkles and his eyes were full of fatigue and worry.

But the pair of old hands still held the young man's hands tightly, as if wanting to pass their strength to him.

Right now.

The door of this small, sheltered ward was slowly pushed open with a creaking sound.

Venisa walked into the ward first:

"Father, how is Brother Sergei doing?"

"I do not know either."

Old Baron Reynolds' eyes dimmed, and he coughed twice:
"Ahem, ahem, I will continue to go to the customs to plead for mercy today and see if I can get Sergei's medical subsidy.

I still have this title.

There is no way they could completely ignore it."

But he didn't expect that.

Except for Venisa.

Two visitors walked into the small ward. They were dressed modestly but luxuriously. They clearly did not belong to this downtown area.
"they are?"

Hearing the doubt in her father's words, Venisa quickly introduced:
"One is my friend:

Angelia Christopher.

The other is the butler of the Duke Christopher’s family, Kevin-Alfred.”

Duke!

Duke Christopher is the number one in the entire Russian Federation.

Reynolds' mind went blank with fear for a moment.

He hurriedly recalled the etiquette he should follow when meeting high-ranking nobles, but his long life in poverty had almost made him forget those.

There are many so-called nobles with hereditary titles.

In fact, in this era, no one cares about it at all, and some people even live worse than ordinary people.

The difference between them and the powerful nobles is perhaps even greater than the difference between the upper and lower towns of St. Petersburg.

Reynolds bowed tremblingly and asked:

“Your Excellency Duke Christopher.

May I ask why you are here?"

"Relax."

Angelica said slowly and gently,
“Venesha and I are friends, and that remains unchanged.

And that's what I came here for.

Venesa, explain this to your father."

Hear her say that.

The weak Baroness nodded slightly and explained to her father:
"Brother Sergei's serious injuries and even coma were caused by someone's deliberate killing."

ten minutes later.

She told her father all the information she knew.

And Baron Reynolds's old face showed even less blood:
"It even involves Count Ivanovich's conspiracy."

Subsequently.

He said to Su Wen as if he was grasping at a life-saving straw:

"Mr. Kevin, I heard that you are preparing to deal with them.
What are you going to do?

Nice response.

Su Wen calmly adjusted the monocle he was wearing.

He likes to work with smart people.

Then he revealed his next plan without any reservation:
"Ivanovich will go to the Mariinsky Bolshoi Theatre in St. Petersburg this afternoon.
I heard that there will be a large-scale exhibition and performance there. "

Followed by.

Su Wen took out the information with detailed information about the exhibition from his briefcase and narrated rationally and calmly:

"Lord Reynolds.

We need a letter of attendance with you as the principal applicant.

Of course, you will also need to be the responsible party, and a few anonymous "accompanying invitation letters" will be attached."

(End of this chapter)